This morning, like usual, I reluctantly rolled out of bed, prepared for my day, and headed off to work. Lately I have been noticing that getting going in the morning is a real struggle. My mind is sluggish and my body tired, and before I know it I am looking toward that magic cup of dark brown goodness to get me moving.
Yes, it's true. I have joined the ranks of those that require that daily cup of coffee in their lives. Hopefully, I'm not addicted yet. I don't like the idea of being dependant on a physical substance. But from the first moments I smell and taste the brew I can feel my body start to come alive. It must be psychological association or something like that.
As I sit at my desk, slowly sipping my cup for the day, I am once again coming to terms with the fact that I work in an office and drink coffee every day. It's a stereotypical scenario you see in movies, with coworkers mingling in the break room for that quick pick-me-up when the day starts to lag. This is my life.
Such thoughts could rob me of the joy of coffee altogether if I let them. So I won't, but as I consider my need for caffeine to get me going physically each day, my thoughts drift toward the reality that many of us don't get the spiritual boost we need to get going each day. In the busyness of life it is easy to skip the morning quiet time spent in the Word, or to race through prayers in order to make it out the door on time.
Sure, if I were to skip the cup of coffee in the morning, I would survive, but my day would pass much more painfully and slowly than it does when its juices are running through my veins. Less would be accomplished, and what was accomplished probably would not be done quite as efficiently.
Skipping time spent with God in the morning has the same effect spiritually. Without it, my spiritual brain is tired, and weary. I am more given to apathy and discouragement, and less likely to pray or meditate on Scripture throughout the day. Honestly, when I don't make the time to be in God's Word in the morning, I struggle through the rest of my day without much joy or hope. I find my soul is weakened and vulnerable to temptation and despair. When I fail to take my eyes off of myself in order to focus on God and truth, it is easy to become selfish and think that this life and this day really is all about me.
Now, as I continue sipping away at my coffee, I can't help but meditate on this concept and thank God for the opportunity we have to spend time in His Word each day. What a blessing and a resource we have at our fingertips! It is a shame we do not often take full advantage of it as we do our daily cup of joe.Labels: every day life, reflections